Down the rabbit hole

A lot of the time I am very quiet. I have a lot on my mind, but I don’t vocalise it.

 I battle to make friends because of it. I know shocking…I’m so personable and approachable. I don’t think my RBF or RMF, resting Mel face (as Chris likes to call it) helps me much either.  

I have noticed that we haven’t made a lot of friends here yet. Sure people are nice and friendly, but there’s not much of a “hanging out” culture…or other people are hanging out and we don’t know about it.

Well…I have been thinking…dangerous business I know.

Perhaps if I share some of my thoughts in a comfortable setting with friends and family I will get used to it and start sharing with other people…UGH, other people…see what I mean?!

So I have compiled a bunch of thoughts I have had while in Oman. I have even got some photos to go with my thoughts.

1.    Who would buy a car this colour? Gross (Seems like loads of people have cars this colour) Hmmm…Do they buy this car to be camouflaged in the dunes? Oh, I’ve got it! They don’t want to wash their cars so much, the colour disguises the dirt…smart.

2.    My students often do this to me. “Teacher one minute, one minute.” They hold their hand out like that…so if this is one-minute…then what is two minutes?

3.    I often see this bus outside our flat. For some reason it makes me think of Resident Evil. I wonder if the people that take the bus to work pretend that they are living in a post-apocalyptic zombie-infested wasteland. Which is quite appropriate if you can’t stand your job! And if you are a teacher because sometimes it feels like the students are "eating" your brain. 

4.    These are our curtains! I’ve become the box lady in the story my grandmother used to tell me as a child.

I don’t suppose I should share these thoughts with my colleagues. They might think I’m “cray” (as Jurie likes to say)

But I’m glad I got to share with all of you because even though you might think I’m “cray” you are stuck with me. And if you think of leaving me…I’ll find you.